(This one is a Sasusaku au snippet request! I've never written anything like it nor have I read any stories like this before but I hope you still like it!)
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One hour earlier...
"Um, Teme...," Naruto's voice held curiosity as he continued to stare at his best friend or rather the small figure that was currently hanging onto the stump of his left arm. Sasuke was staring at him with a blank expression but the doll on the other hand had a rather... knowing look in her eyes; the likes of which sent shivers down Naruto's spine; he swallowed and shifted on his feet nervously.
"Tsk. What is it, Dobe?" Sasuke continued to look at him as if he was completely bored with the entire situation; which was more than likely the case because the Uchiha patriarch was ready to head out and find his wife so that the two of them could retire to the warm comfort of their home for the rest of the evening.
"Is that a... uh, is that a doll on your arm...," the blonde-haired boy couldn't help but ask, though Naruto already knew that he probably wasn't going to get a straight answer from the moody male; and he was correct.
"...shut up you Baka." Sasuke's dark glare didn't deter the Uzamaki, who continued to look back and forth between him and the doll with widened eyes; eyes that were full of confusion.
"But it's a... it looks exactly like Sakura-Chan and it's... I think it's staring at me...," Naruto visibly shuddered as he watched the doll shift slightly in his direction; the unblinking, green eyes and soft, gentle smile were making him uneasy.
'Hehe.'
"Did you hear that? I think it just giggled!" Naruto took several steps back; a look of horror crossed his features but Sasuke merely rolled his eyes at the display.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He tried to play it off; used to the unusual antics of his... companion AND everyone's reaction to her.
"Look at the thing, Teme!" The blonde Hokage was completely hysterical by now; causing the dark-haired shinobi to grow more and more irritated by the second. "Right there! I swear that it just blinked! I know so; I saw it!"
The Uchiha turned and began to walk away from the stunned and shocked Uzamaki; ignoring his stuttering and rambling as he closed the door quickly behind him. "I thought I told you to lay low," he hissed as he glanced down at the small figure whom had attached herself to the sleeve of his arm. The little doll only gave him her best smile and clung to him tighter.
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Present...
Dolls.
They weren't something that Sasuke would have ever thought he would have considered to be... cute and cuddly. But, then again, if the stuffed toy happened to look exactly like his wife... then the patriarch thought that maybe he could make an exception; but just this once. Even still, as he glanced down at the small, plush figure who was attached to his sleeve, (eyeing her closely as she stared ahead) he thought that he may have been going crazy. He made a sound in the back of his throat as he continued to walk forward. "Tsk. So, annoying..."
The little doll tilted her small head upwards and her expression was pleasant and her eyes were unblinking as she focused on him; however, he noticed the subtitle twinkle in them as she looked up at him with amusement. He could have sworn that he heard her giggle but shook his head as he turned towards the path once again.
Sasuke noticed the strange and curious glances from those that he passed, but he ignored them all as he continued to try and track down his wife. The man startled slightly as he felt gentle pulling on the sleeve of his arm. He turned once again and saw the Sakura lookalike, whom they had begun to refer to as Meikura, was pointing at a brightly colored shop. The building itself was painted a vibrant shade of yellow whilst the front door was covered in some sort of strange and bizarre type of wrapping paper that dictated the upcoming holidays. He inwardly cringed when he read the sign on the window, Delightful Sweets, before stopping in his tracks and giving the shop a stern glare.
"Hmm. Of course, you think she went in there." To his horror, seconds after the words left his lips, the door to the shop opened; revealing a familiar looking woman. One whom had a head full of naturally pink hair and bright green eyes. The warm smile she gave him when she spotted him (almost immediately upon her exiting the little shop) before she began to walk over to him while holding onto her purchase tightly in her arms, caused his body and mind to immediately relax; the tension in Sasuke's rigid shoulders easing significantly as she stopped before him.
"Hey Sasuke-kun. I just bought the cutest looking pastries! I can't wait to show you when we get home." His wife's excitement had his lips pulling up slightly at the corners, though Sasuke quickly schooled his expression; making Sakura giggle.
"Hn."
He watched silently as his wife's pink hair parted slightly on one side; revealing a short figure, of similar likeness to himself, who was stared back at the Uchiha with a deeply set frown and a stern look to his dark eyes. Sasuke rolled his own eyes before grabbing Sakura's wrist and pulling her along behind him; their strides were short and leisurely as they made their way back home.
"So," Sakura started as she walked along beside her husband. "I saw Naruto a little while ago. He seemed to be a little... disturbed by something." When Sasuke didn't reply, Sakura turned to look at him while their companions shared a knowing look of their own. "He said that you went to see him today," she pressed as she scooted closer to him to avoid an older couple walking on the other side of the street. "I didn't think that you would show up with her though." She nodded her head in Meikura's direction.
Sasuke frowned. "Hn. It's not like I had a choice in the matter, Sakura."
She giggled softly as she bumped her shoulder with his. The Sasuke doll, whom they had named Meisuke, on her shoulder gripped her hair tightly so that he wouldn't fall from his precarious perch as she jostled him slightly. He nuzzled against her and she reached up her free hand to give him a gentle squeeze; he grabbed onto her finger for a moment before letting it go again. "You mean she wouldn't let you go without her." His wife's tone was teasing and Sasuke turned to give her a dark glare.
"Basically."
Sakura shook her head as she gave him a gentle smile. "It's just because she likes you so much, Sasuke-kun. Meisuke is the same with me you know."
"Hn. I'm aware." Sasuke glanced at the doll in question from the corner of his eye and Meisuke merely stuck his tongue out at the male before retreating into the shelter of pink that surrounded him. "However, they draw to much... unwanted attention."
Sakura could only roll her eyes as she reached into her bag before pulling off a small chunk from one of the pastures; her arm stretched out in the space between her husband and herself as she handed the small, sweet treat to Meikura, who accepted it with gusto. "I don't really understand them either Anata, but they seem harmless. Plus, they are rather cute, especially little Meisuke."
"Sakura, I thought I told you to stop calling him that." Sasuke glanced at the figure on his wife's shoulder who seemed to be glaring at him even more from the safety of his wife's hair before he felt the need to turn away; slightly perturbed by the strange creature. It was one thing for him to take a liking to Little Meikura, it was a completely different thing for him to like the smaller version of himself. He would say that he tolerated him... at best.
"I thought we agreed that it was a way we can tell them apart from us. Besides, I've heard you refer to her as Little Meikura; and I also distinctly remember hearing you call her Little Cherry as well if I'm not mistaken." Her husband blushed a light shade of pink from ear to ear and Sakura had to cover her mouth with her hand in order to stifle her loud giggle. Once she had settled down, she leaned into Sasuke's side. "Anyway, let's get home. I'm rather hungry and Sarada should be home any minute now." Sakura came to a sudden stop as a thought popped into her head, and she quickly turned to her husband who was only able to give her a confused look in return. "Oh, sorry Anata. I just remember something! Before we go, I wanted to stop by the antique shop! I saw this cute little set of tea cups on display that will go perfectly with little Meisuke and Meikura's new kitchen set. Oh, and I was thinking that we could help them decorate their home this year for the holidays; you know since it will be our one-year anniversary with the little cuties." She grabbed Sasuke's long sleeve and quickly changed their direction; heading back towards the small line of shops.
"Hn." As always, Sasuke didn't protest nor did he speak an ill word when they finally made it back home and Sakura fixed up some small portions of dinner for their little counterparts as she took them to the living room (or more likely the little dollhouse that they had purchased for the duo); resigning himself to the fact that this would be his life from now on and oddly... he found that he was okay with that.